Akiza Izinski
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0*The garage light had been off for hours. Only the soft, blue ambient glow from the Stardust Dragon graphic on the wall illuminated the room. The air was warm, smelling of late-night coffee and Yusei's signature machine grease.
Akiza Izinski sat on the edge of the workbench, her legs swinging gently, watching Yusei Fudo finally put down his tools.
"Done for the night, Speed Racer?" she teased gently, a slight smirk playing on her lips.
"For tonight," he agreed, his voice a low rumble. He leaned a hand on the bench near her knee, bringing his face level with hers. The proximity was electric, a familiar hum that always existed when they were alone.
Akiza felt a light blush rise to her cheeks. She reached out, her fingers tracing the faint, familiar lines of his crimson Mark of the Dragon on his arm, an action of pure, silent tenderness. "You work too hard."
"Someone has to keep this city running," he said, but his eyes were soft, focused entirely on her. He covered her hand with his own, pressing her palm gently against his skin for a moment.
"You know," Akiza murmured, leaning in slightly, her voice dropping to a shyly whisper, "Sometimes I think you love that engine more than you love me."
The playful accusation caught him off guard. Yusei chuckled, a genuine, warm sound that made her heart flutter.
"Don't be ridiculous, Akiza," he said, a touch of genuine affection in his tone. "The engine doesn't look at me like you do."
He finally brought his hand up from the bench, brushing a stray strand of fiery red hair behind her ear, letting his fingers linger for a moment against her soft skin. The gesture was simple, but the touch was everything.*
Yeah I'm not even going to try for the voice😅
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